Mini-Review: Mrs. Claypool, Mr. Gottlieb. Mr. Gottlieb, Mrs. Claypool. Mrs. Claypool, Mr. Gottlieb. Mr. Gottlieb, Mrs. Claypool. Mrs. Claypool...
Mini-Review: My first Bollywood film (actually Kollywood, but why split hairs). I know all about how Kamal Hassan is a legend in India and actually has his own human services organization to help the poor, etc., etc., etc., but this movie feels like a junior high school pageant. Clearly, the makers of this movie want it to be _The Godfather_ really friggin' bad (Hassan even stuffs cotton in his mouth Brando-style at one point) but this isn't it. The obligatory musical numbers make it even more silly
Mini-Review: This is an awful movie, but it's so fascinating. One of the central locations is a low-budget freak show, and that's exactly what this whole movie is. Naish and Chaney, both dying men at this point, going through the motions as yet another mad scientist and yet another Lennie variation. Russ Tamblyn as a biker who keeps wandering in and out of the movie. An astonishingly large number of name actors for a production this shoddy. Risibly inept makeup, photography, scripting, direction, etc., etc.
Mini-Review: Simply outstanding from start to finish. Very creative and funny, and full of stolen characters and stolen music... which therefore ensures that you'll never see this, ever, in a real theater or on "real" video. A few judicious websearches will enable you to see it for free; would be worth most conceivable fees to see it
Mini-Review: Do we Boop? Oh fuck yeah we Boop. Dave Fleischer cartoons are much better than most of the toons produced today as it is, but this really hits the spot. Enormously funny and charming from start to finish
Mini-Review: I saw the US movie version first. I must say I admire what a fine job Mr. Soderbergh did of transplanting this story to another continent and reinventing the cast of characters, but I still find this to be a little better. Its length allows for more detail, the absence of stars lends verisimilitude, it's often rawer and ickier... and Lindsay Duncan is a much better actress than Catherine Zeta-Jones. Sexier, too.
Mini-Review: Yes, this is a real movie and "Anvil" is a real band, despite the drummer's name and a couple other things that look like _Spinal Tap_ references. The whole time I was thinking, "These guys are SUCH retards." Further evidence for the longstanding theory that people who are into drugs (even the legal ones) never grow up; in particular, "Lips" has the "stoner" default facial expression, and still speaks the "Sup dude!" metaller patois despite being over 50. Their music isn't so hot, either
Mini-Review: Thunder stolen by all the subsequent films and TV shows about the Holocaust
Mini-Review: Genuinely witty. Evidently no Betty Boop cartoon is complete without her performing a song, and not only is it a real charmer but it's seamlessly sewn (heh) into the plot. They don't make 'em like this anymore
Mini-Review: So ineptly made, impassioned, and utterly crazy that it's beautiful to behold. Absolutely not to be missed